Chapter 1021 Find the Prophecy Ball!

In the summer of 1995, everyone seemed extremely busy.

While Anton was quietly creating the 'Navigator' in the Tower of Asylum, members of the Order of the Phoenix were carefully sneaking into the American continent. No one knew what they were going to do. These elite wizards should have been in Hogwarts. The Institute of Magic is trying to figure out how to crack Voldemort's Horcrux magic.

In an alley in New York, an elderly grandmother is carefully avoiding urchins chasing and playing on the side of the road.

She looked at these children with a kind smile, and walked towards the depths of the alley with a cane and a basket of flowers.

Not long after, she came to a slightly dark corner, and the aisle here was blocked by a huge electronic billboard.

Residents nearby complained that the billboard should not be built in this place, but unfortunately those nasty businessmen seem to have convinced the officials in charge of the municipality that everyone has to start accepting it.

The old lady walked to the billboard, took out a key from her pocket tremblingly, looked around, opened the door and walked in.

As the door slowly closed, the old grandma pulled off the wig on her head, rubbed her fingers on her face, and turned into a handsome middle-aged image.

A tabby cat with a spectacle frame pattern on its face jumped out of the basket, and instantly turned into an old woman with a somewhat stern and kind face.

It was Sirius and Professor McGonagall.

The few people who were staying in the room immediately gathered around, and Kingsley held up his wand and gently opened a corner of the curtain to look out.

"No one is following us, we are very careful." Sirius muttered, but still did not stop this old comrade-in-arms from being cautious.

He smiled and looked at the three little guys who were staring nervously at him, "Harry, Hermione, Ron, you really shouldn't have come here with us, it's too dangerous!"

Harry clenched his fists vigorously, "No, Sirius, I have become stronger and I can help you!"

"Aha~" Sirius took the tea from Mr. Longbottom and rubbed Harry's head with one hand, "Of course, of course, our Harry is the champion of the Top 100 Tournament!"

Arthur looked at him solemnly, "Did you find out?"

Sirius' expression suddenly became serious, and when he saw everyone gathered around, his tone became serious, "There is indeed a hunting list, the hateful mysterious man bewitched the members of the Magic Congress, and turned them into his minions , regard us all as enemies!"

(ps: Voldemort can perceive who is saying his name, so the Order of the Phoenix will call it "mysterious man" when it is in action or gathering, unless the powerful Dumbledore is present.)

Professor McGonagall slowly sat down on the chair next to him, frowning, "Yes, when I heard members of the Magic Congress refer to the Order of the Phoenix as an 'evil organization of dark wizards', I almost couldn't hold back Draw my wand!"

"Huh?" Arthur's expression became weird. He glanced at Longbottom and then at Kingsley, with a suspicious expression on his face, "Us? Dark wizard?"

Mr. Longbottom shrugged. "Sounds cool."

Arthur rolled his eyes, "Oh, Frank, this is not the time to be joking!"

Longbottom smiled slightly, "I just feel that the more tense the situation, the less we should let our spirits be too tense."

Kingsley sighed and muttered the word "Dark Wizard", "My friends, I think our challenge has been upgraded. What we are facing is no longer just a group of lunatics, they have become even more terrifying."

He turned to look at Sirius and Professor McGonagall, "Then what about the hunting list, who is there?"

Sirius and Professor McGonagall looked at each other, "So far, only three have been found, Harry, Severus Snape, and Gilderoy Lockhart. When there is a mess, take the opportunity to send people to kill these people."

Kingsley looked stunned, "Harry, I know that Professor Snape's stabbing of the mysterious man will definitely be targeted, but Lockhart?"

Why kill such a flower peacock?

Dumbledore had analyzed with them some wizards who were outside the major powers, and Lockhart was that very special one.

This daring guy actually served Dumbledore, Grindelwald, Anton, and Voldemort at the same time.

It is a miracle that he is still alive now.

But now Voldemort is going to target Lockhart?

Put him on the same list as Harry and Snape?

It wasn't that Kingsley looked down on Lockhart, but he really found the news somehow funny.

Seriously, not only him, but everyone else didn't understand.

"This may be an opportunity!" Sirius stared sharply, "I don't care how Lockhart offended the mysterious man and would be targeted, but there must be some kind of unique opportunity!"

At this moment, a green flame suddenly lit up in the fireplace in the corner of the room, and everyone drew out their wands and became vigilant.

It's Lupine.

He came out of the fireplace in such a hurry that he didn't even have time to slap the ashes on his body.

"Moody sent me a message!"

"Mysterious people have incorporated the Department of Mysteries of the Magic Congress. Among those silent people are top fortune-tellers. It is said that they made a prediction that shocked them. I don't know the content yet, but when Barty Jr. was talking to other people, A vague reference to the name Gilderoy Lockhart!"

Professor McGonagall stood up abruptly, his eyes became sharper, and he said without doubt, "It seems that we have to go to the Department of Mysteries of the Magic Congress Building to find this prophecy ball!"

"But we don't know where Lockhart is now." Arthur shook his head while holding his glass, "I've asked, the Department of Mysteries of the Magic Congress is the same design as the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic over there. Then the prophecy ball can only be obtained by the silent person and the person mentioned in the prophecy!"

"Lockhart..." Kingsley chuckled, "Maybe he's running somewhere to curry favor with someone now!"

Over there, Lupine and Longbottom, who came to report the news, heard the news that Sirius and the others went to inquire, and said with a smile, "It doesn't need to be so troublesome, I have a solution."

Seeing everyone looking over in surprise, Lupine smiled a little shyly, "I have collected a lot of people's hair. Anton taught me that this can almost directly represent a person in the field of ritual magic."

"I can make a doll out of Lockhart's hair and let it help us find the prophecy ball instead of Lockhart."

No one knows how seriously Lupine is studying. He has read all Anton's notes carefully, from the beginning when Anton learned potions with Fiennes, to the later notes that were taken out of Pedro's head. Knowledge Notes and more...

Quietly trying, and then shocking everyone, that's probably what someone like Lupine is saying.

"We need to make a thorough plan, the mysterious man will definitely send someone to protect this prophecy ball!" Kingsley looked at Lupine, "I remember Anton mentioned that the magic on Barty Jr. can carry several people into it at the same time? "

Lupine nodded, "Instead of using little Barty to sneak in, I'm more inclined to use the magic on him as a retreat, a temporary shelter."

"Yes!" Arthur tapped the table with his knuckles, "We should try to minimize Barty's magic. It should play a unique role at certain critical moments."

As he said that, he looked at Ron, Harry, and Hermione, "Children, I know that even if I tell you to stay here obediently, you will follow up secretly. In this case, you should just serve as backup and help us evacuate. "

Harry and the two friends looked at each other, thought for a while, and took out an invisibility cloak from the pocket of the wizard robe, "Maybe we can consider using this? It's..."

"One of the three holy artifacts of death..." Sirius looked at the cloak in Harry's hand, and couldn't help showing a smile of reminiscence on his face. "It played a lot of roles back then, and James was very good at using it."

So……

Aim at the Department of Mysteries of the Magic Council and find the prophecy ball!